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not have said that about your mother. I was being a dick and I thought I would come swooping in and make you love me.”
    I laughed and let my eyes wander, big mistake. My god his cock is huge, holy shit. I cleared my throat and turned again. My happy pills were sinking in and my armor dissolving with it. Soon I would be nicer and closer to me than I ever want to be but I have to as I tend to have panic attacks from fucking hell. I crossed my arms on my chest.
    “Thank you,” I said and he stepped up behind me.
    “What?”
    I turned and he was right there and he caught my arm as I swayed on my feet a bit.
    “Thanks. For apologizing and bringing me wine and three roses and a ring I will not wear.”
    He grinned at me and I didn’t get until he glanced down and I did too as his erect cock had the ring sitting on it. I rubbed my neck and looked up and then to the sides.
    “You want it?” he asked me and I looked at him and narrowed my eyes.
    “Want what?”
    “The ring?” he whispered to me and I stood there feeling flush and completely out of my element with him.
    “I told you...” he took my hand into his and pulled it down to his erection and placed my fingers around it firmly. He squeezed it slightly and I sucked in my breath as he slowly pulled my hand along his shaft until he looked down and I felt the ring slip onto my finger. I stood there trembling a bit as his cock twitched slightly.
    “I can smell your pussy,” h e whispered and I stared at his lips.
    “That is so rude, ” I said and he grinned at me.
    “It smells sweet.”
    “You smell money.”
    He grabbed me and pulled me to him a bit rougher than I was used to being handled by men.
    “If you have money in your pussy I will find it and any other place you may have it hidden.”
    I laughed at him.
    “That cannot possibly be your fucking pick up line.”
    “No. This is.”
    He lifted me and slipped my panties over with two fingers bringing me down onto his cock forcefully and I gasped for air as he was larger than any cock I had ever taken before. He held my ass tightly as my legs wrapped around him tightly. My body shook slightly and he watched my mouth as he lifted me up a little bit and then pulled me back down with force, so much so I felt as if I might bruise from it but something about it and his rough demeanor played to my bodies senses and I allowed him to move me up and down a few more times as my pussy became wetter and wetter with each stroke of his cock inside of me.
    “Ryan!” I screamed out as Holland looked up at me, her lips wet from eating me out. She grinned and tilted her head.
    “Are you fucking serious?” she asked me and I leaned up and pushed her fucking head back down into me as her tongue lapped at my clit and I let myself cum on her fingers as they moved in my vagina. I covered my face with my pillow and stopped my own breathing for a few seconds as Ryan’s fucking grin consumed me and prolonged the orgasm. I hate him so much right now for invading my mind….asshole.
     

Chapter Three
Ball and Chain

 
    I soaked in the bath for much longer than I usually do. I mean , I love bathing in hot water but I’d been sitting there for an hour as the water began to cool just thinking about the night before and the fact that Ryan had pretty much ruined a perfectly good evening of having my pussy eaten out by Holland. Holland is a friend with benefits and her benefit to me is a guilty pleasure I have of being with women and she gets the benefit of “presents” from me as in stuff she wants. I think it is a great arrangement and I know I am a fucking bitch for talking about Ryan getting paid to fuck, but Holland comes from money, she doesn’t need this shit…we are just playing around anyway. I mean, come on. We have been fingering each other since sophomore year when we both drank a bit too much and it just happened. But shit, having a good friend like that when no one else is around is fabulous.
    She popped up out of